i wanted to add *giggles* but

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Imagine reaching for a plate or a cup on the highest shelf and Harry coming up behind you and attacking your sides with tickles, he would scoop you up and spin you around. His fingers would dance around your skin as much as you tried to fight him off (or not fight him...) “is this what you wanted?” He would ask laughing at your giggles and scrunched up nose. “Looks like I’ve got you trapped now!” He would say as his arms were wrapped tight around you, still tickling the sensitive parts of skin

Okay it’s official you really do hate me like what am I even supposed to add to this when I’m in this flustered ass state bye

Alien crewmates highlights

- Jaal’s sudden shocked gasp at Cora saying she doesn’t have any siblings.
- Peebee’s giggle squeak while driving around on that moon planet.
- Vetra blurting out “I love you” during her romance
- Drack flatly saying the bones on his armor are indeed there to make him look like a supervillain.
- The noises Jaal makes before asking Cora if using biotics hurt
- “What’s a sneeze?”
- Peebee going “Yes. Whatever it is” during her romance
- Vetra’s “shit. shit. SHIT!” on the moon planet
- Kill. Me. Now.
- Drack going “SSSSHHHHIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTT” on the moon planet
- “What’s a horse?”
- Turian mandibles doing that thing
- Drack’s battle cries
- Vetra whistling because how?
- Kallo giggling during movie night
- “Kid”
- “I can break bones just as easily as I can mend them, Pathfinder”

break the ice, 1

Pairing:  jungkook x reader x jimin
Genre: sports au, hockey player jungkook & jimin, smut, comedy?, slight angst, fluff too :’)
Warnings: thigh riding, sexting, phone sex, pillow riding
Word Count:  18k

There are three rules to become an official Puck Bunny:
1.     You have to love hockey. No exceptions.
2.     You have to had slept with at least three hockey players. Starters, no benchwarmers.
3.     And most importantly, have fun!

A/N: i wanted this to be a oneshot but i kept adding and adding more :( …
anyway… enjoy part 1!!

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Elain wakes slowly, consumed by how nice the sheets and the sunlight feel against her bare skin. The moment is quiet and still and she languishes in sleepy contentment, feeling Lucien shift next to her.


She freezes, panic shooting through her veins. Lucien. She’s in Lucien’s bed and she’s naked and he’s next to her. The night before shoots back to her with mortifying clarity, and Elain manages not to groan out loud at her own stupidity. Cauldron, what must he have thought?

Last night, she’d been—well, drunk was a strong word. It was exceptionally hard for high fae to get drunk, in fact, and Elain knew because she’d been trying all evening. But she’d been tipsy, and had unfortunately begun to dwell on how frustratingly slowly her and Lucien’s physical relationship was progressing, despite it going remarkably well in all other ways. He’d been out late taking care of something in the village, and Elain, in a prolonged moment of boldness bordering on ridiculousness, had stripped naked and posed provocatively in his bed, waiting for him to come back.

And then she’d promptly fallen asleep.

In the daylight, her own stupidity is nigh unfathomable. She barely dares to breathe with the fear of waking him, but sits up just enough to eye the floor next to the bed. Her dress is right where she dropped it. If she can sneak out of bed, put it back on and get to her own room—but what then? It’s not as though Lucien didn’t see her when he came home, there’s no undoing this, no avoiding that conversation.

Elain is momentarily so paralyzed with indecision, holding a sheet to her chest with a tightly fisted hand, that she doesn’t hear Lucien shift again behind her.

“Good morning.”

His voice is rough with sleep, traced with what might be amusement—Elain turns, a rush of embarrassment rising in her throat. He’s propped up on one elbow, languid, casual. Smiling at her.

“Good morning,” She manages, clutching the sheet.

Lucien regards her for a moment, cocks his head slightly. He’s beautiful, the light flattering the cut of his cheekbones, lending a gleam to his mussed red braid and a little highlight to his gold eye. Focus, Elain.

“Come here,” he murmurs, not a command but an affectionate little request. It catches Elain off-guard, and she doesn’t resist when his arm snakes across her waist and pulls her to him, the sheet between her and his obviously bare chest. He nestles into her neck with a satisfied, sleepy little noise. He’s disarmingly warm, arm still slung around her, and Elain finds the tension leaving her body against her will. Lucien’s scent is thick around them, sweet and smokey at the same time; she can feel the weight of him next to her, the fuzzy sensation of him through the bond. It’s absurdly pleasant, it makes her want to melt even as confusion wracks her—where’s the questioning? The teasing, at least? He can’t possibly be so unconcerned with this situation.

Finally, she can’t stand it. “You… didn’t wake me up when you got back last night.”

“You looked peaceful; it seemed a shame to disturb you.” He almost mumbles it, like he’s so sedate with contentment it’s too much effort to articulate.

Elain nearly laughs. Peaceful. That’s one way of saying nude, she supposes.“Are you going to ask why I’m naked in your bed?”

“I wasn’t, no.” She can feel his breath against her collarbone. “If you’d like to tell me, I’m not opposed to it, but I’ve been enjoying it too much to question it.”

It’s almost annoying, how thoroughly his acceptance of this thwarts her mortification. She huffs, and it ruffles his hair. “I’m trying to be embarrassed, Lucien.”

“Mm.” A lazy adjustment of his head, his nose brushing under her ear. “Why would you be that?”

“Why would I be embarrassed?” Elain half-cries, drawing back so he’s forced to look at her. “Maybe because I’m naked in the presence of a man I’ve barely touched before, because I was trying to drunkenly seduce him and instead fell asleep?”

Genuine surprise flickers across his face, followed by sheer delight–Elain covers her face in her hands; Mother, she shouldn’t have said anything, here it comes–

That’s what happened?” Lucien says, almost dissolving into laughter. “You were trying to seduce me?” His voice goes up a whole octave on seduce. Elain’s face is so hot it hurts and he tries to pull away from him, bury her head into the covers. “Elain, Elain, sweetheart,” he soothes her quickly, still chuckling as he moves to hold her, presses a kiss to her forehead.“You’re adorable.”

Elain is about to protest that she is not adorable, that there is nothing adorable about this situation and cute forehead kisses can’t fix it, but she’s suddenly distracted by the fact that the shift in Lucien’s position has left him on his stomach and the sheet pushed down around his thighs. 

And also, he’s not wearing any pants.

Elain isn’t as bashful as she once was, but Mother save her, she can see Lucien’s entire ass. She feels her mouth drop open, quickly comes to her senses and claps a hand over her eyes with a little squeak. “Lucien! Why are you naked too?!”

He’s laughing almost too hard to respond. “You were; I figured my stripping down was only fair.” Elain, still with a hand firmly over her eyes, has to bite back a hysterical giggle; her mate is ridiculous and does not need encouragement. “And maybe you’d become mysteriously allergic to all clothes and I shouldn’t risk exposing you,” Lucien adds. “Which I wouldn’t mind at all, by the way.”

She wants to hit him with a pillow, but there’s a lot of nudity happening in this bed, so she does the safe thing and pulls the covers over her head with a groan. “You absurd man–go put pants on, for the Mother’s sake,” she says through them.

She can hear the smirk in his voice. “Wasn’t the goal of this endeavor to get me out of my pants? You’re contradicting yourself, dove.”

The risk is worth it. One hand holds the sheets and the other blindly lobs a pillow at his face, eyes still screwed shut. 

He’s still laughing as he fends her off. “Alright, a moment, please, pet.” The mattress shifts under him as he gets up, and Elain hears him cross the room and open a dresser drawer. “Next time you decide to seduce me maybe send me a formal invitation, that way I won’t be so late I miss the whole thing. On nice stationary: ‘Dear Lucien, your seduction has been scheduled for ten PM, in Elain’s room.”

Elain has to smile at his absurdity, and feels like… maybe she should open her eyes a little. Just to check. He didn’t tell her not to.

He’s rifling through the drawer with his back to her, and she tentatively gets a second, more thorough look at his ass, at the slope of his leg muscles and the powerful lines of his back, where his braid hangs down over a series of scars. Maybe he can feel her looking, because he glances over his shoulder just long enough to give her a cheeky grin, and tosses her something she doesn’t identify until it lands on the bed. It’s a shirt. He’s still on his invitation bit: “Please RSVP so she doesn’t get naked for no reason again,” he goes on.

Elain tentatively ignores her embarrassment and plays along. “What would I tell you to wear?” While he’s still turned away, she relinquishes the blanket to quickly slip on the shirt–it’s long enough on her that it might as well be a nightgown. It smells pleasantly like Lucien and the wood of the dresser. “Formal dress doesn’t seem appropriate.”

He laughs. “What would you like me to wear? Anything in particular you’d like to strip me out of?”

“I could tell you to just arrive already naked. That would save time.” Emboldened now that she’s at least decent, Elain gets out of the bed and gathers up her clothes from the floor. “But you’d have to walk from your room to mine nude, then.”

Lucien’s slipped on loose trousers, and ties them up as he shoots her a wolfish grin. “You know I’d do it.”

“That’s why I wouldn’t ask! I don’t want you to traumatize poor Alis.” She stifles a smile as she passes him, heading towards the washroom.

“Where are you going?” He asks, and she pauses on the threshold.

“I have to put this on.” She raises the bundle of her clothes, full of ties and layers and things she needs privacy to wiggle into. Not like he hasn’t seen everything now, she thinks, flushing a bit, but she’d like to return to some semblance of modesty. “I can’t very well walk all the way back to my room wearing only your shirt,” she adds, awkwardly.

Something shifts in Lucien’s face, something playful and a little predatory as he steps towards her slowly.

“So don’t.” His voice is a lover’s murmur as he gets close enough to kiss her, close enough that Elain can feel the warmth of his only half-clothed body. “Stay here wearing only my shirt. It looks good on you.”

Elain is about to decline, but his hands find her waist and his lips find her neck and the words slip through her fingers like water. For all that they haven’t done very much together, Lucien has still managed to figure out which spots under her jaw turn her into a boneless mess.

“I’ll have breakfast sent up for us,” he murmurs into her skin, persuasive, as he braces one arm up against the doorframe to better pin her there.

“Don’t you have obligations to take care of?” A weak protest–it comes out almost as a gasp.

There’s a smile in his voice. He can feel her crumbling. “Nothing that can’t wait a bit.”

Since she woke up, Elain has primarily wanted to wash her mortification away in a long bath, put on something very modest, and pretend this never happened; she knows he certainly wouldn’t fault her if that’s what she did now. But she is also rapidly recalling why her less sober self was dead set on seducing him last night. And eating breakfast with him in his bed–really, any activity that would allow her to keep looking at him shirtless like this–is very, very appealing.

She huffs, and surrenders. “You win. I’ll stay.”

He grins, moves to kiss her properly–but Elain meets it with a grin of her own and ducks under his arm, darting out of reach. 

“You have morning breath,” she says lightly, by way of explanation. She’s such a pushover when it comes to him that she feels obligated to give him a little trouble sometimes.

With the way he’s smiling at her, he knows it. “Then I’ll just be a moment.”

Lucien goes to brush his teeth, and Elain dives back into bed, burrows under the sheets warm and happy and waits for her mate to join her.

anonymous asked:

What are your favorite Auston and Mitch moments?

good question, anon. let’s begin:

I’ll add more as we go along with their adventures

Sleep Talk.

You remember the first time you and Harry shared a bed. It was all warm and cute until Harry started his habit of sleep talking - a habit you had known about the hard way when it was 3 am and your boyfriend of months began arguing in his sleep.

However, more into the relationship and as the hearts grew fonder and the bonds grew tighter, it was always amusing to hear Harry talk about you in his sleep, often mumbling his own songs.

Harry knew about his habit and didn’t even think about denying it. Sure, he was embarrassed at first but as the years went by, he had learned to embrace his habit as an excuse for seeing you giggle and in amusement.

“You know, you remind me of Hannah Montana.” You said, throwing your leg on Harry as you both were tucked in bed and ready to sleep.

He chuckled, his hand continuing to stroke your hair. “How so?”

“Remember when her dad told her to not drink loco hot cocoa before bed because it gave her weird dreams?”

Harry laughed, “I don’t always drink hot cocoa before bed.”

You looked up at him, raising your eyebrows. “You don’t but what about black tea? You know what it does to you in your sleep.”

“I was really craving it, though.” He shrugged.

“I wonder what will tonight’s adventure be about?” You teased him before pressing a soft kiss against his jaw.

“Willing to bet it would have kiwis in it.” Harry chuckled, reaching beside him to turn off the bedside lamp.

“Oh, fun.”

“Goodnight, love you.” He said tiredly before releasing a yawn and tightening his arms around you.

“Goodnight. Love you, too.” You nuzzled your head in his chest before closing your eyes.

It was all peaceful for the first 3 hours then, Harry’s new sleeping adventures began.

“No, no, I want Ed to sing.” He said clearly. “God, Y/N,”

You fidgeted before fluttering your eyes open and turning on the dimmed light of your lamp on your bedside and held your phone, beginning to record a video.

“White looks good on you, love.” He said and went as far as smile. Your heart fluttered as he talked about you, watching him with love.

“Y/N, let’s- let’s run away. Mmmhm,” He turned his head sideways slowly, sinking more into the fluffy pillow. “A dog, yes. And a child, too.”

Having had recorded 6 previous videos of Harry sleep talking, you added the new one to the album with pride, reminding yourself to show him the new addition the next morning.


“Good morning, sleepy head.” Harry greeted you from the kitchen table, reaching out with one of his arms to the side to welcome you.

You sleepily approached him, leaning your body on his as he wrapped his arm around you. He looked up, signaling for a kiss which you gladly offered.

“How was your sleep?”

“Fine. How was the wedding?” You giggled, reaching to tousle his hair before walking out of his grasp and to the fridge.

“What wedding?”

You shrugged, taking a bite of your apple. “You said you wanted Ed to sing, mentioned liking white and a dog and a child, figured your dream was family-friendly.”

Harry blushed, giggling. “For your information, we got two children and a dog. A husky might I add.”

“Perfect.” You grinned, approaching him again and placing yourself on his lap.

“You have no idea.” Harry smiled, looking up at you. “By the way, I got Ed to sing.”

>fave tattoo?

it is what it is


“i suppose i am getting older” (HIS GIGGLES!!!!)

>any other collabs?

in an ideal world, next single is on his own, he’s got an idea of what it is. maybe 1 more collab for the album but still up in the air. maybe a musical collaborator rather than rapper

>most used emoji?

sunglasses face or geek face

>anything else you want to add?

can’t say thanks enough to the fans for support, respect & love to us all!!!!

my fave things about boys

-boys with messy hair. 

-when they try to fix it and it doesn’t work? amazing.

-sleepy boys? god’s gift to humanity like oh my god

-boys in hoodies? amazing. boys with hoods up? perfect

-boys that act really tough but also giggle? i’m tearin up

-boys that love animals <33333

-boys that love little kids. have u ever seen one of em playin with little kids. got dam

-boys that are scared of little kids. yknow the ones that are scared to hurt em or drop em. the loves of my life, all of em

-boys in general

* people that want to add “girls too” to this post don’t interact *

Jealous, Much?

Originally posted by red-blue-velvet

Tom Holland x Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: The reader is jealous of Tom and Zendaya’s relationship. However, Tom is there to reassure them.

Word Count: 2,580

Warnings: language, fluff, jealous!reader, reassuring!tom.

A/N: Sorry this took long to post. I’m not sure of this one and felt a little weird writing it tbh, so any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Enjoy!

In the beginning of the relationship, Tom and you were inseparable. He wasn’t overwhelmed with several acting gigs like he is now. You both were able to sit and enjoy each other’s company without too many stresses.

However, that time spent together soon started to disappear. Tom began his Spider-Man film, while you continued your everyday job, trying to fit in as many hours as you could. Yes, it was a lot you were putting on yourself, but you honestly wanted to distract yourself from not being able to have Tom with you.

You missed him.

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~ Mature

~ Daddy kink (slight)

It all started late at night. You had just lost your job to the boss’s daughter and your best friend to his girlfriend, so you stopped by a bar to lose yourself. You decided you deserved to be treated though, so you went to the most expensive bar in Gangnam, with topshelf liquor. You weren’t entirely sure if even Patrón was going to be enough for you tonight. You could handle losing your job, but Kihyun had been your life for years. Your feelings for him slowly built until they were shattered by his girlfriend two years ago. You vowed to never let him know about your feelings because of how happy he was with her. It was so beautiful to see him smiling all the time, even if it wasn’t because of you.

You found yourself walking into the classy building, surprisingly vacant of customers. The bar had comfy looking chairs lining it, and the tables surrounding the area had chairs made of mahogany. The entire place had a sexy aura to it, arousing an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach.

You sat yourself at the bar and let your hair down, eliciting a glance from the previously busy bartender.

“Can I get a pineapple cocktail, two shots of Silver Patrón?” You asked the him and he nodded his head.

“That’s a lot of Patrón for a little lady like you, something bad happen?” His lips formed ugly little words in a beautiful way. You noticed, upon studying him a bit, that he looked simply delectable. His broad shoulders had his black button-up pulled taut, and it seemed as though his arms were going to burst out of the rolled up sleeves any minute. He sported black hair with subtle blue highlights, and it was slicked back in a way that made me want to run my hands through it and mess it up.

“Heh, you okay ma’am?” His lips pulled into a knowing smirk, “You’re about to start drooling.”

“Huh?” I snapped out of my trance and something came over me, a feeling of pure desire. “Oh, yeah, I’m fine, I just don’t run into bartenders this sexy very often,” I said as my voice became as sultry as ever.

“Well today’s your lucky day then, I’m here all night,” He said with an indistinguishable look in his eyes.

His smirk was playing games with your sanity, making you think things you hadn’t had time to think of before. There was something wild about him. Something more than a man who cleaned glasses and made drinks for a living.

“I guess I came to the right place then, Lord knows I need something good today.”

“Oh, well back to my previous question, something wrong?” He handed you your drink with a coaster under it and leaned on the bar in front of you, bringing him to eye level.

You thought about your day and decided to tell him what happened, why the hell not?

“Eh, it’s really nothing much, but I lost my job to the boss’s daughter,” you sipped on your cocktail and relished in the burning of the tequila on your throat before continuing, “and my best friend was given an ultimatum by his girlfriend to choose between us. He chose her.”

“Tough luck,” his features showed sympathy, “but at least you’ve got the sexiest bartender in Korea to listen to you.”

“Hah!” You chuckled, “I guess you’re right.”

When he heard your response he stood straight up with his brows furrowed, “You guess? Have you seen me?”

Devious little thoughts crossed your mind, little things to say to him, but you chose the one that would give you the most benefit.

“Well of course I have, but there are improvements that could be made,” You said while biting your lip.

“Oh yeah? Like what?” He leaned in closer to you and you felt your breath catch in your throat.

“Well, you look like a bit of a prude with your shirt buttoned all the way up,” You took your hand to his collar and started playing with the buttons, “maybe if you did this it would look a little better?” You said as your fingers undid the first button on his shirt. “Hm, one or two more maybe?” Your fingers were working on their own now, undoing the next two buttons to reveal a peek of his chest.

“Well, I’m sure you’re right, I must look even sexier like this.” His low voice seemed to turn a little bit husky as your hand brushed his chest on its way down to the table top.

The flirting seemed to continue forever and you had consumed three drinks by the time the bar was supposed to be closing.

“Hey, mind if I ask your name, bartender?” Your mind was fuzzy but your speech wasn’t slurred yet and you felt fine to stand and lean over the bar.

“It’s Hoseok, you?” He leaned close to you and you just wanted to thread your fingers through his hair and pull him even closer until your lips were crashing into each other.

“I’m Y/N, and I’m also drunk and need a ride home. Are you willing?” You let your hand rest on his bicep and traced ghost circles.

The look that crossed his face could only be described as hunger, and something inside you loved that you had evoked it.

“Yeah, I can give you a ride home, as long as you give me your number,” He bit his lip and stood up.

“Deal, give me a pen and a napkin,” You felt yourself getting excited for the rest of the night, even though there were no plans you had a feeling something would happen.

Hoseok turned around to grab a pen, but the alcohol hit you all at once and you felt your vision blurring and knees buckling, until everything suddenly went black. So much for letting loose tonight.


When you came to, you found yourself in bed with ten pillows and a blanket wrapped firmly around you. You sat up and realized it was a bad idea once the sun’s rays hit your eyes from the window.

“I don’t remember having that window… What happened to my house?” You thought to yourself with squinted eyes as you rose out of bed to find your clothes on the floor next to the nightstand. Panic overwhelmed you and you looked down at yourself to find you still had your underwear on at least.

Your eyes, more alert now, scanned the room, looking for clues. There was nothing until you saw a lump in the bed next to where you were sleeping.

“My mother… she would be so disappointed in me…” You thought as you hit your head.

Your thoughts jumbled into one big mess and you crawled onto the bed to peek under the covers at the lump. You saw a head of beautifully messy black hair, followed by a toned back and a nice ass in black boxers.

“Oh my God!” You shouted and fell off the bed with a huge thud that hurt your tailbone.

The man jumped out of bed with the laziest look of fear on his face, “Huh? Oh shit, are you okay?”

“I, uh, I don’t know. Most prominently my ass hurts, followed by my head, but that’s not the point!” You searched your head for memories from yesterday and remembered a few things. Things like being thrown away by work, your best friend, and then going to the bar and meeting one sexy bartender.

“Well get back on the bed,” He said as he held his hand out to you. You took it and took the chance to study his face, but low and behold there wasn’t much to study. You had studied him very well last night while you were drinking.

A blush powdered your cheeks as you said thanks and covered your scantily clad body, “Uh, thanks.”

“Do you remember last night?” He looked at you while running a hand through his hair and you noticed all the veins in his arm were popping.

“Uhm, yes, and I’m sorry, I’m not usually so straightforward. Did we do anything once we got here?”

“Heh,” he laughed, “no, you were mumbling about how horrible your day had been and how it was such a blessing you met me, then you K.O’ed. I had to undress you myself.” Hoseok smirked. “Nice tattoo by the way.” He was referring to the lacy design you had gotten under your boobs and on your abdomen.

“Oh, uh thanks, I got it to feel sexier. Guess it worked last night, huh?” I giggled nervously and lowered my head.

“Hey, you don’t need a tattoo to feel sexy, you’re the sexiest women I’ve seen.” He lifted your chin to look you in the eye. “Though, the tattoo does certainly add to it.”

You could feel heat spreading everywhere throughout your body, something new. You liked this feeling, feeling sexy. Hoseok aroused this new feeling in you, and damn it you just wanted him to put you on your knees.

His hand that had been on your chin worked it’s way around to the back of your head where he took a handful of your hair and pulled you closer.

“Do you mind? If I give myself what I’ve been waiting for all night?” His voice seemed even lower now, becoming a growl.

Something inside you took over and you straddled his lap, taking fistfuls of his hair and you brought yourself even closer to him. So close that your lips brushed his when you said, “Take me.”

His other arm wrapped around your waist the second you said it and pulled you so close that your bodies became one. His lips crashed into your’s furiously, as though he wanted to take your mouth for his own. Beneath you, you could feel him growing harder and you decided to take advantage of it by rocking your hips just slightly to cause him to moan.

“Oh no you don’t, you’re mine,” He snarled into your ear before flipping you on your back and climbing over your body. “I’m going to make you shake, so you just lay there and take what I give you. Understand babygirl?”

“Y-yes,” Nothing much had even happened and you were already this breathless.

He lowered his head to your neck and started nipping his way to your collarbone before going back up to kiss the sensitive areas better. He had you writhing in anticipation already, wanting more friction on every part of you. Hoseok snaked his arm around your back and unclasped your bra, sliding it down your arms and tossing it somewhere unknown while taking your peak into his mouth, working wonders with just his tongue. He took your other nipple and toyed with it until your hands threaded into his hair and your back arched. You were aching for more and the moans leaving your moths weren’t enough to tell him that.

“What is it princess, what do you want?” He smirked at you while letting his hands caress your sides and latch onto your hips.

“I-,” you knew what you wanted but your words were failing you. You had to find some way to tell him, so you grabbed one of his hands and started sucking on two of his fingers, eliciting a few guttural groans from his lips.

“I want more,” You said once you gained some control back.

“Hm, more…” He smirked that smirk you knew so well by now. “Well how much more?” He slid your panties to the side and just barely brushed your clit. “This much? Or this much?” Hoseok whispered into your ear as he shoved his fingers inside you and pumped relentlessly. You didn’t think your back could rise off the bed anymore, but it did and at that angle he was hitting all the right places.

“Or this much more?” He snarled as he slid down your body and found himself in between your legs in a mere instant. He pulled off your panties in one swift movement before diving right in and eating you like dessert. He took your clit into his mouth and made little figure eights with his tongue to make you moan his name. Finally, he added his fingers into the mix, entering you again just as strong as before. You could feel the coil in your stomach tightening and your moans grew louder before you started shaking. You had never been this sensitive before and no one had ever gotten you to such a high peak.

Hoseok finished you off by sucking on your clit and yet again increasing the speed of his fingers to a blinding pace. You lost all control of your body and started shaking as you screamed his name. He slowed down just a little to let you ride out this new level of heaven before bringing you back down to him by crawling back up your body and nibbling on your ear.

“See princess, I told you I’d make you shake,” Hoseok whispered to you before kissing you softly. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” you panted, “yes I’m okay, please give me more… Daddy,” You looked to him with your eyes half closed, looking you see what he thought but you couldn’t see him for long before he crushed your lips with his. You got remnant tastes of yourself once you opened your mouths and allowed your tongues to dance together.

“You’re learning well babygirl, I’ll give you what you want,” He was panting as he slid off his boxers to reveal his throbbing cock, and you couldn’t believe how big he was. You had been with decently sized guys but he looked the biggest.

Hoseok positioned himself in between your legs, guiding his tip in before slowly going all the way to the hilt. He buried his head in the crook of your neck and let out obscenities before composing himself. The way he looked you in the eye to see if you were okay only made you want more. You could feel him inside you and you loved it but you wanted to know how good he felt slamming into you as fast as he could.

Hoseok started kissing you softly and thrusting in and out, picking up speed as he went. He made you feel like you weren’t on this planet anymore, you only knew of pleasure when you were with him.

“Fuck princess, you’re so tight,” His voice was getting louder by the second, and then he stopped. “Are you okay with doggy style?”

“Mhm,” You nodded, letting yourself be flipped over and put on your hands and knees in one fell swoop. Then he entered you again, from behind this time and he reached new places, places that had you screaming his name over and over.

“Please, harder Daddy, I’m almost there…” You moaned as he took a handful of your hair and pulled your head back.

“Fuck, more? Are you going to be okay?”

“Yes, yes, please fuck me harder,” You were both out of breath but Hoseok picked up speed and for the second time you started shaking. Your arms collapsed and you rode out this feeling of pure ecstasy while Hoseok took time to reach his high.

“Damn babygirl, can I cum inside?” He asked as he gripped your hips even harder and slammed into you a few last times while you nodded. He pumped one last time before spilling himself inside you.

You both fell to the bed and tried to catch your breath and wrap your minds around what just happened.

“Oh my God,” You panted, your mind thoroughly blown.

“Holy shit,” Hoseok muttered, wiping off his forehead. “Are you okay?”

“Do you know how many times you’ve asked me that? I’m fine, better than fine, I’m amazing.”

“Well I know I can be too much for some girls so, I don’t know, I guess it’s become habit.”

“Well that was fantastic, I’ve never been with anyone like you.”

“Same goes for you, shit that was good.” He looked at you while biting his lip. “You know, you still owe me your phone number.”

A puzzled look crossed your face, “But we fucked? It’s a one night stand, am I wrong?”

“Yeah, you are, I don’t do one night stands.” He looked at you softly, “Though next time we meet I’d like to take you out for dinner and get to know more about you as a person?” Hoseok blushed a little sheepishly.

“Oh uh, yeah, o-of course!” You smiled as you laid your head on his shoulder, “Mind if we nap though? I’m exhausted.”

“I think that’s a good idea,” He said as he pulled you into his arms and drifted off slowly.

saiikavon  asked:

You're probably not still awake, but, um...I like #41 with klance.

41 - “Go back to sleep.”

Lance is woken up by his mattress shifting. There’s a faint sound of some rustling and he hears a soft click. He blearily opens his eyes to see Keith entering his bedroom. Keith freezes, wide eyed, at the foot of his bed. 

“Keith?” Lance murmurs. He sits up and feels the cool air hit his bare chest. He waits for Keith to tell him that they’re under attack, or that Allura is ordering a meeting right at this moment… but Keith just stands there. 

His jacket is gone, as are his gloves, pants and boots. He wears only his t-shirt and a pair of rumpled boxers. Not exactly fighting attire.

“What are you doing here?” Lance asks when it becomes obvious that Keith is not going to say anything.

“I… I don’t know.” His eyes flit down to the ground. His fingers nervously card through his long hair.

“Did you sleep walk?”


“Did you get lost?”

“I don’t… no… look, just forget it.”

“Do you want…?”

“Go back to sleep.”

Keith snaps. He winces… like he immediately regrets it, but moves back towards the door all the same. Lance watches in confusion. He isn’t sure what’s happening, but he can’t let Keith just leave. He crawls across his bed and catches Keith’s wrist before he gets away. Keith turns to stare at the contact, before he lifts his gaze to meet Lance’s. 

“Stay.” Lance beckons. Keith’s eyes widen. He worries his lip but lets his feet take him to the edge of the bed all the same. Lance’s hand slides up his forearm, until both of his hands are on Keith’s hips. His warm fingers touch pale, smooth skin. 

“Why?” Keith shudders.

“I want you to.” Lance answers honestly. His grip on Keith’s hips tightens, and he starts to pull him into his lap. Keith moves like water, sinking and straddling Lance in one graceful movement. His breath hitches when Lance’s grip on him sinks lower. With his hand on his ass, he pulls Keith flush against him. Keith’s stares at his mouth.

He closes his eyes and waits. Waits for the pounding in his chest to slow down. Waits for the excitement in his groin to die. Waits to feel Lance’s grip tighten and lips to press against his.

Lance’s grip does tighten. Keith inhales.

But where he expects Lance to lean forward and kiss him, he instead finds himself being pulled sideways. His head hits a pillow with a soft thud. Lance’s arms snake around his ribs, and his long legs begin to drape across his hip, essentially trapping him. Keith snaps open his eyes. Lance’s face is close to his, smiling dopily with half-lidded eyes.

“We need to go to sleep.” Lance sighs. his breath fans over Keith’s face. Keith is stiff with shock and confusion. His gut twists with… disappointment?

“…what?” He whispers. Lance lets out a soft chuckle.

“Sleep with me. It’ll be nice. You’ll like it.” He closes his eyes and sinks into the pillow. His grip on Keith slackens, but his thumb rubs soothing circles against his bare side. 

“You’re warm.” Lance adds. Keith’s nerves escape him with a soft laugh.

“You’re weird, Lance.”

“Just admit you can’t wait to fall asleep in my arms.” Lance smirks.

“More like your legs.” Keith pats Lance’s naked thigh that sits on his hip. It makes a satisfying “pap” sound. Lance giggles.

“I can move them if you want.”

Keith thinks about this for a moment, trailing his fingertips up and down Lance’s thigh.

“No, it’s fine.”

They slip into a comfortable silence. They gravitate closer until their foreheads touch and Keith feels himself completely surrounded by Lance. He lets out a breath that was sitting deep in his chest. His head feels clear again. Anxious energy melts off of his limbs, leaving his body aching and exhausted.

“Thanks, Lance.”

“It’s ok. I understood.”

Keith moves until his face is against Lance’s throat. Lance gives him a reassuring squeeze.

He knows it’s hard to sleep in space. 

BTS REACTION : their sad s/o watching their videos to cheer up

request : BTS reaction to s/o watching their videos to cheer up? I’ve been feeling really sad lately and the only thing that makes me smile a bit is jhope videos


When Seokjin walked into your room, the sad feeling you had within you was the first thing he noticed. He sat down on the bed where you were laying and put his hand on your leg, rubbing it slowly. He didn’t even look at what you were watching but already guessed it was an episode of RUN BTS.

“You’re not feeling really good, huh ? How about I make you a nice dinner to make you happy ?”

He got up and winked at you before exiting your room with a soft smile on his face. All he wanted was to see you happy and he knew his cooking skills always took care of that.


Yoongi had a long tiring day. As soon as he entered your bedroom, he jumped on the bed were you were laying and sighed out of exhaustion. He was surprised you weren’t hugging him or giving him the attention he deserved. Your eyes were glued to your computer screen and your facial expressions were telling a lot about your current mood. 

“Hey what’s wrong ? Are you watching our videos ?” he asked after staring at you for a couple of seconds.

You didn’t respond so he closed your computer.

“Stop watching those, cuddle with me and tell me what’s wrong” he added bluntly. Yoongi was rarely touchy, but when he was, it was a special moment that you could not miss!


Hoseok was looking for you and ran into the living room, only to quickly stop and stand in the middle of the room when he saw you laying in front of your computer with a sad expression on your face. It was clear you had been crying earlier.

“Babe, what’s wrong ?” he asked. You didn’t respond but he heard the sound of his laugh coming out of your computer. He sat next to you and quickly glanced at your screen before standing up again.

“Why look at videos of me when you have the real me in front of you ?? What can I do to make you happy?”


You were laying on your bed, watching some episodes of RUN BTS. Namjoon walked into your room and laid next to you looking at your computer screen. He noticed you weren’t feeling very well but didn’t want to overwhelm you with questions so he decided to just join you in watching some videos. He would sometimes add comments in hopes to see you laugh.

“You know there was a part in this episode they couldn’t upload online because Yoongi kept swearing at Hoseok, and using bad language. It was really funny!”

You giggled at his comment which made him uncontrollably smile to himself.


When he walked into you watching some Bangtan bombs, he couldn’t stop laughing, not noticing that you were feeling kind of down.

“Babe, why are you watching those ! It’s weird” he said, shyly giggling.

He noticed you didn’t respond and that’s when he realized you weren’t feeling really good.

“Is there something you want to tell me?” he added, coming closer to you with a more concerned look on his face.


As soon as he walked into your bedroom, he immediately felt a sad feeling coming from you. Like Namjoon, he didn’t want to ask too many questions and just laid next to you in bed. You were watching a compilation of BTS funny moments. He looked up at your computer screen before looking at you with a playful look on his face.

“Let’s play a game, ok ? The first one that laughs at the video loses !”


When Jungkook sat next to you on the living room couch, he didn’t pay attention to what you were doing. You were on your phone, looking at some Bangtan Bombs with your earphones plugged in. At first, he thought you were listening to some music, so he took of one of the earphones from your ear and placed it in his. He quickly looked up at you when he heard it was a Bangtan Bomb, and noticed the small pout on your face.

“Babe, are you not feeling well ? You can tell me what’s wrong if you want to” 

Road Trip Realization.

Request: Y/N and Harry go on a road trip and a happy Y/N makes Harry realize that he’s in love with her.aka (A) from the list.

Next is B then I then H then I’m choosing. I think my inbox broke x

“I got us a lot of snacks.” You laughed, putting the 3 grocery bags which were full of snacks in Harry’s backseat.

Harry laughed, “Babe,” He looked at you, cocking an eyebrow at you with a smirk, “You do realize that there will surely be places for us to rest and get food, right?”

You looked at your boyfriend of 5 months, scoffing at him as you both stood on the opposite sides of the car. “What are you trying to say, Styles?”

“Absolutely nothing, ma’am. Whatever you want, boss.” Harry raised his hands up defensively, letting out a chuckle.

“Get inside the car, loser.” You laughed, getting inside and resting on the passenger seat before buckling your seatbelt.

Harry got inside, buckling the driver’s seat’s seatbelt before looking at you. “You forgot something.” He stated.

You furrowed your eyesbrows in confusion, looking at him. “I got everything. The charger, the speakers, blankets, my neck pillow you got me from LA, p- Oh God Harry, did you get the polaroid?” You asked him abruptly, raising your eyebrows.

Harry sighed, “Yes, sweetheart. I got it. But you still forgot something.”

“What is it?”

Harry puckered his lips, closing his eyes.

You groaned, pushing his face away from you, a smile drawn to your face upon hearing him laugh. “Go away.” You whined, laughing.

“You haven’t kissed me yet!” Harry laughed, “I just want my kiss. A good greeting kiss.”

You giggled, rolling your eyes at him. “It’s 8 am in the morning and you’re already cheesy.” You leaned in, your lips hovering over his.

“Excuse you, Y/N. I always am.” He smiled, pressing his lips to yours.

You smiled during the kiss, pulling away when Harry started to get too into it. “We have a road trip to start.”

Harry chuckled, starting the car. “Ready, love?”



“Beauty queen of only 18 she, had some troubles with herself,” You and Harry sang, wind blowing in your hair as Harry had pulled down the car’s hood. Shades covering your eyes, smiles on your faces as you played old music that just added up to the experience.

“He was always there to help her, she always belonged to someone else.” You both sang, you unlocking your phone to record a video of Harry for you to look back to.

“I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door,” Harry sang along, melting your heart with every note he hit. “I’ve had you so many times but somehow I want more.” He glanced at you with a smug smile before turning back to the deserted road.

You smiled, locking your phone and taking a hold of Harry’s polaroid camera instead, starting to snap pictures of Harry, yourself and the scenery.

“Do you mind if I change the song?” You asked him, watching as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.

“Go wild, love.”

You grabbed Harry’s phone as it was connected to the AUX, typing his password. 1294. His birthday. “Original, creative password.” As you had said when he first told you about it. 

You scrolled through the playlist which you both had made the previous night for today. You grinned, tapping on the song which had caused you and Harry to banter, turning the volume higher. 

As the first music tune of What Makes You Beautiful blasted through the car, Harry groaned which caused you to laugh. “Awe, come on!” He laughed. 

“You’re insecure,” You sang to him, “Don’t know what for,” You shrugged, “You’re turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or.” 

“Don’t need makeup, to cover up. Being the way that you are is eno-o-ough.” Harry finally joined, a dimpled smile taking over his face as he glanced at you and the road back and forth. 

The grin on his face seemed to only widen as the seconds passed, your happy aura engulfing him. He couldn’t remember a time when he had felt like this; so carefree and joyful. Like the world was his and he had the power to stop all evil. He felt like happiness and it didn’t take Harry much thought to fathom that you were the reason behind it. 

It was you singing, hair blowing in the wind, dancing wildly in your seat with your arms up, occasionally grinning at Harry at directing lyrics to him that got him thinking. 

Harry smiled when he felt you lean your head on his shoulder, quickly pressing a peck on your head. 

“We’re on a road trip!” You exclaimed to your phone’s front camera that showed you and Harry who was smiling as he drove on your private Instagram account. 

“We’re on a road trip!” Harry repeated, adding a scream of “woo!” at the end which made you giggle. 

The video ended, making you add it to your story. 

“Hey, Y/N?” Harry said after a few moments of silence, except for the humming of Niall’s This Town song from the speaker. 


“I have to tell you something.” 

You frowned, “This really isn’t the time or place for you to break up with me.” 

Harry laughed, shaking his head at you. “Far from it, love.” 

“You want to tell me about getting your ears pierced again? I told you I’ll come with y-” 

“I love you.” 

“-ou, it’s totally fine, I cand hold your hand an-wait, what?” You stopped, eyes widening. 

Harry giggled, beginning to slow the car down before parking on the side and unbuckling his seatbelt to turn to look at you. “I said,” He breathed in, taking off his sunglasses and squinting to stare at you. “I. love. you.” He spoke slowly, looking at you sheepishly and nervously.

“I-I, wow.” You breathed out, beginning to giggle. “I mean,” 

Harry’s expression shifted, beginning to worry that maybe he spoke too soon, maybe you didn’t return the same fee-

“I love you, too.” You grinned, unbuckling your seatbelt before moving closer to him and seating yourself on his lap. 

His face turned smug, supporting a genuine grin as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “I especially love it when you go overboard with the snacks.” 

You laughed, swatting his chest. “Spare me the sarcasm and just kiss me, yeah?”

“Absolutely.” And with that, Harry pressed his lips to yours in a kiss that you will forever remember. 

Not really sure about this one to be honest. *sighs* 

Imagine Yondu courting you accordingly to his traditions because of you but him truly confusing you until you figure things out

(LONG ASS FLUFF AHEAD 😍😍😍HONESTLY ANYTHING YONDU WILL BE LONG XD Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

For hundreds of years, the Centaurians have had a particular way to claim a lover and show them their interest. With a presentation and exchange as well as collection of a few trinkets, they were all signs of interest and showing off to everyone who belonged to who. Soon enough that process would end up producing long lasting couples and were usually a memorable experience.

Your captain, Yondu had always loved that tradition, even straying off to just keep it as a personal hobby of his. However, with you among his crew, it wasn’t hard to admit that he had his eyes on you for a while and wanted that experience with you.

You were different from the others, a Terran, kind and caring without knowing it or wanting to be constantly recognized for it. He loved how selfless you were yet stubborn enough to keep him constantly in check.

He never knew he could have a thing for Terran but because it was you, he found himself enamoured by your features. From head to toe, there was no denying you were the reasons behind so many fantasies of his as of late.

Although, he had all those affection towards you, he had yet to make his move, fearing you might outright reject his sudden confessions.

However, to his surprise, you were the first one to do so, or so it felt like it to his eyes. There he was standing right in front of you, stunned and speechless as the others nearly perfectly circled you both, just as in awe as he was.

Your eyes were practically lighting up along with a playful smile drawn to your lips as your arms stretched out towards him. Right in your hands, you were presenting to him, what might be, the cutest trinket he’s ever seen

“Here you go, Captain!”, you said brightly to him. It had always made your heart flutter to see his satisfied grin and excited demeanour, especially his laughter and the way he’d rub his hands together before grabbing what he wanted.

You were so certain he was going to love it, that you couldn’t help but smile as you looked up at him. Waiting in anticipation, you ended up noticing the sudden silence in the room.

He simply stared at you wide eyed instead, worrying you and prompting you to explain yourself carefully yet nervously.

“I-I figured you’d like it…I mean you had your eyes on it the whole time we were shopping…So I just bought it for you! Plus you’re such a great captain…I felt like treating you to something nice for once!”

You tried handing the gift closer to him so he’d finally get the courage to take it but that only seemed to startle him and make his fin glow up. You weren’t sure what he was feeling at that but it made you let out a chuckle to finally get something out of him.

Nodding at him, you encouraged him to take it and carefully he finally got the courage to reach his hand out.

He couldn’t believe it was finally happening to him, it flustered to see you present it to him that way but was more than happy to accept it. It just took him a little while to process what was happening to him.

As he put his hand on the trinket, he couldn’t resist to touch and feel your soft palm, finally smirking to you as he realized the little connection you both had in that moment.

He took a good look at the trinket, feeling it and grazing his thumb along it before mischievously thanking you properly for your offering.

“Why…Thank you, darlin’…”, he said looking into your eyes with a rather sensual gaze, to which you didn’t picked up on it at all.

It just relieved you to see him react the way you had wanted him to, making you smile bashfully at him. Sincerely, you nodded saying, “You’re welcome Captain…I really hope it is to your liking…”

Maintaining his gaze on you, you noticed his eyes and fin glowing. You took it as a sign of him showing off his gratitude and just had to add a little comment.

With your arms crossed behind your back, you leaned in forward, grinning just as he had and teasingly said, “And that i’ll be seeing it by your control board…”.

Feeling all warm and fuzzy inside of him, Yondu didn’t hesitate to let out a giggle. He held onto the trinket even tighter, pulling it to him, showing to you how much he loved it. Inching closer to you ear, he whispered “Oh…Y/N…Believe me, it won’t just be by it…I’ll bring it everywhere…”

It startled you slightly, yet not thinking too much of it, you simply let out a laugh and nodded at him.

“Alright, Cap…It’s all yours anyways…Well goodnight then!”

Turning away from him, you noticed the other Ravagers that had just been standing behind you the whole while. Shaking your head, you walked through them, pushing them out of your way before going to change and get ready for sleep.

Believing your proposal to him to be genuine, yet not realizing you wouldn’t see him, he waved happily and raised his voice to make sure you heard him accepting you.

“Y/N! I gladly accept your offer! I promise i’ll cherish this cute lil’ bugger! And prove to you my worth! Goodnight MY darlin’!”

It sounded somewhat odd to hear him say all those words, yet simply thinking he was just so happy to finally have the trinket he had been eyeing for so long at the store, you smiled to yourself.

As soon as you got out of sight, he nearly jumped in joy, celebrating his “success” in the courting process along with the others. They as well couldn’t help but want to party it up and congratulate their leader.

They did just that and nearly kept you up all night. Luckily, you were used to it and didn’t bothered too much with it. It was surprising for you to hear them to celebrate so much for just a little thing, you thought but nonetheless you later didn’t think too much of it.

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anonymous asked:

Prompt : malec casually shows PDA in the middle of the institute. 5 times they show PDA and nobody says a thing + 1 time that someone (FINALLY) did

Hi anon!
Thank you so much for thinking of me for a prompt and for this prompt specifically because I’m a sucker for loved up, cute Malec! Here you go, I hope you like it!
Also, shout out to @llycea who picked the “fluff” option!

Jace is pissed.

It’s late and there’s a werewolf who’s terrorising half of New York and it’s late and Luke isn’t answering his phone and it’s late and he doesn’t want to deal with the bureaucracy of the whole thing and go handle a feral werewolf on his own. And it’s late. And Clary is asleep in their room, and he’d very much like to go back to that as soon as possible.

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anonymous asked:

I have been asking for this, for some time, I saw your enchoi your Fridays where saran gets his wisdom tooth remove, how about one for the whole RFA +V & Vanderwood & Rika (for those Rika lovers ♡) I love your writing 💕💕

We currently don’t write hc’s for Rika, but we did the rest! Also, left out Saeran since his story is in this link :) Hope you enjoy~ 


  • When he first wakes up, you think he’s going to be one of the chill cases
  • He doesn’t say much and keeps looking around the room quietly
  • But then you notice he keeps tugging at his own hair…every ten seconds
  • You ask him what he’s doing and he says with another tug, “I’m making sure it’s still there. I love my hair.”
  • After awhile, he gets really sad
  • Like he’s looking at the blanket and getting those puppy eyes
  • You get worried thinking he’s in pain or something, so you tap his shoulder, “Are you okay? You look really sad.”
  • In a second, the sad face comes off, “No. I’m practicing for a role.”
  • He has a personality switch into a opera singer
  • There’s several of these personality switches until he knocks out
  • Leave it to Zen to be a dedicated actor…even under anaesthetics


  • From a few minutes after he wakes up, he’s crying over everything
  • When the dentist comes in to check up on him, Yoosung points to the pen in his pocket and starts sniffling
  • “I have a pen back at home. It must be lonely.”
  • Then he turns and looks at you, pointing at you with a lazy finger
  • “I have a picture of you at home. I miss it…”
  • “Yoosung, I’m the real person…”
  • “It’s not the same thing,” he wails.
  • You get him into the car and for awhile, he’s just fascinated with everything
  • You’re almost home when you notice he removed all the gauze from his mouth
  • He lets out a loud gasp while rubbing his lips, “MC…my nipples are numb! I can’t feel my nipples!”
  • You’re trying not to laugh too hard, so you just go along with it and pat him sympathetically
  • He gets down on the carpet once you’re inside and knocks out
  • So you just leave him there


  • When she was first starting to feel the anaesthetics kick in, she got a little loopy
  • She grabbed the dentist by the collar, “You better not mess it up!” and then knocked out
  • When she came to again, you asked if she remembered what she said
  • She didn’t, still very much under the drugs, so you told her
  • She touched her lip and saw some blood
  • She looks at the dentist, mouth full of cotton, “You punthed me! I’m Th-uing!’
  • Luckily the doctor got a kick out of it…and Jaehee couldn’t kick him
  • She’s surprisingly ridiculous when she’s under the drugs
  • She’ll look at you, “MC…you know what my name is? Jaehee…heeheehee.”
  • Then she’d be laughing at the joke she made for hours
  • When she gets home though, she’s a lot calmer and more of herself
  • You do have to drag her away from the coffee machine on more than one occasion though


  • He’s super giggly
  • Like not his low, throaty chuckle
  • Nope, he’s full on, high-pitched giggling at everything
  • You’ll touch his chin gently and he’ll just start laughing, “Oh, MC I wanted to wait till marriage.”
  • “Uh, what are you talking about?”
  • *Cue more giggling*
  • He keeps brainstorming business ideas mostly for cats
  • He’ll list things that are already invented and just add “for cats”
  • It’s hilarious, until he asks you to write it down
  • So far he’s listed forks, candles, mustaches, hats, and spaceship cars for cats
  • You can’t wait to shove it in his face later
  • Time passes and you think he’s fine
  • But then he points to a pile of white pillows in the corner and just gasps, “Elizabeth” before passing out


  • They had to take his glasses off during the whole removal process
  • So, when he wakes up he sees nothing but a swirl of color
  • He turns to you with tears in his eyes, “MC…it went wrong. I can’t see!”
  • You hand him his glasses and two seconds later he’s cheery again
  • He’s mostly quiet but he keeps touching your knee every once in awhile
  • You think it’s fine until you catch him wiping bloody drool from his chin and putting it on your pants
  • When he realizes you saw, he laughs, “Ohhhh, MC are you on your period?” and points to the blood on your pants
  • You would’ve slapped him if he wasn’t under anaesthetics
  • While you guys are leaving, he passes a mirror and starts crying again
  • He’s banging on the glass, “Saeran! Where were you this whole time? I was in pain.”
  • You have to calm him down, “Saeran is waiting at home. That’s your reflection.”
  • He just stares at himself, “Oh, I’m the ugly one then?”
  • “Saeyoung, you two are twins.”
  • “We’re both ugly?” and he starts crying again
  • You think it best not to show Saeran the video you’ve been recording the whole time


  • He has the most innocent face when he first wakes up
  • His lips are in a little pout, and his cheeks are puffy
  • His wide eyes keep glancing at you and you think it’s the cutest thing
  • He talks a little bit here and there, but mostly nonsense
  • At one point, he touches his lips and sees all the blood
  • He gives a small gasp, “I’m coughing up wine.”
  • You think it’s funny until he keeps trying to taste his own blood
  • Ew, V, stop
  • He’ll just stare at you
  • No emotions, no words, just staring
  • You wait, thinking he’ll say something but he doesn’t
  • Eventually, you tell him to stop and he turns instead to staring at his hands
  • He makes these really vague sad comments like, “It’s been a rough day”, “They shouldn’t sell wine in hospitals,” or “The weather tickles me.”
  • You just stop asking and enjoy it


  • You can’t even tell he’s under anaesthetics
  • He’s super serious and keeps making these morbid statements
  • He’ll wipe some blood from his mouth and stare at it on his fingers
  • “This could be the blood of all those I’ve battled in war in my past life.”
  • He turns to you and gives a small chuckle
  • Also slightly nerdy
  • Rants about random theories he has in all these universes
  • You tune him out after he starts claiming he was the catalyst for the first destruction of the Death Star

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“Do We Have To?”

Summary: Bucky keeps ripping your panties. You take him to Victoria`s Secret to buy some more.

Word Count: 460

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: fluffiness, illusions to smut

A/N: okay, my first fic got a lot of love, so i wrote this fluffy drabble! please leave feedback! drop a request in my ask box if you want! ill tag a few of my favorite blogs at the bottom. *Part 2 is posted*

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

“Bucky! C’mon you know that was my last pair!”

 “I’m sorry baby. I just couldn’t wait. I will buy you all new pairs. I promise!” Bucky used his classic puppy dog eyes and signature pout. He knew you could never say to him when he made that face.

 “Fine. But we are going now. Let’s go, get your pants back on. I`ll be in the car.”

 “B-but y/n, if you can’t tell I gotta little problem. Just please we can have a quickie then we can go.”

 “No Bucky, we are leaving now, if you`re good then I might make it up to you in the new lingerie I will be buying!”

“Oh Doll, now you`re speakin` my language! Let’s go!”    

One Car Ride Later…

               Bucky walked in to Victoria`s secret not realizing what he had just gotten himself into. He was overwhelmed with the amount of lace and silk in every corner of the store. He had no idea that there were that many styles of panties! He didn’t understand how girls could walk around with strings up their asses all day. He was scared, confused, and intrigued all at once.

 “Bucky, baby, this way. I need to pick out the ones over here. You can help me if you want.”

You spoke with a smirk on your face. You knew he was going to go crazy over the styles you picked. His favorite pair you have ever owned were the lace cheekies he ripped on your first time being intimate together.

  “D-doll, there are so many colors and styles. Just pick whatever you want, y/n. I will gladly buy them. Maybe you should get this.”

He picked up a lacey black corset that went with a silk robe. You knew the exact reason he picked the outfit. Your two-year anniversary was coming up and he had planned on a fancy dinner and not leaving the bed for the rest of the night and the following day.

You giggled quietly, pulling the outfit from his hands to add to your haul. You had picked out some boy shorts, cheeky panties you knew he already loved, a couple lace thongs knowing he would be very much into them, and of course panties just for your period. No one wears fancy panties on their period!

 “Okay babe, you ready to go? I think I have everything I need.”

You started walking over to the cashier when Bucky stopped you to whisper into your ear,

 “Maybe you should try them on first. I mean we have to see if they fit.”

You could feel the smirk on his lips. You quickly grabbed his hand and led him to the fitting rooms. You knew you would have to buy everything in your bag.


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anonymous asked:

uh could you do some hcs bout Michael or Connor confessing to someone they've been pining over for a while? thx fam and good luck on your portfolio!

hello !!! i hope you like these HCs!! and i m sorry they aren t very good aaaa i hope you enjoy!!! and thankyou!!!!


-          Please, let this boy be happy

-          Michael probably had a whole thing set up okay

-          Like either you two are downstairs, playing video games, drinking Pepsi Crystal and he was planning on having a sleepover with u

-          He!!! Was!!! Shaking!!!!!

-          ‘michael wth I m beating u in Mario kart u okay’

-          ‘the student has surpassed the master’

-          Okay but his face would be all red and he d just look really cute

-          He honestly just doesn t believe that he deserves you and thinks that n o matter what u say, you will always be able to find someone better and it just ???? fucks him up and scares him

-          But the two of you will start calming down a bit and maybe u guys are just talking about school and he just turns to u and is like

-          ‘do u wanna share a slushie with me sometime? And maybe go to the arcade?’

-          And at first ur really confused like ???? we go to the arcade and stuff all of the time w Jeremy ??

-          And he sees the confusion, and he quickly adds

-          ‘I mean without Jeremy, yknow? The two of us? And,,, I ll pay for everything and all’

-          And u finally get it and !!!! ur face lights up !!! and Michael sees ur smile and he starts smiling and!!!! He s just really happy that ur smiling !!! and wow!!! This might work!!

-          U tell him that u ll totally go with him, but only if he confirms that it is a date

-          And while blushing and giggling he just responds ‘it’s a date !!!’ and he s all gushy and just !!! wow u actually want to go on a date w him!!!

-          U just made Michael a vvvv happy boy and he s so in love w u ???? he ll do anything for u and will buy u all of the slushies and honestly he just has a heck ton of tokens at the arcade take good care of him <3


-          Lbr connor would repress all of his romantic emotions for u

-          U wanted to hold his hand? No big deal, not like he felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in his stomach or anything ahhhahah what

-          The poor boy would sometimes be a total dick??? Just so u don t suspect anything???

-          But one day the two of you are star gazing and the moon light just looks sososo pretty reflecting in ur eyes and ur hair and u just look so kissable and he just loses himself in ur eyes

-          Once u notice and look at him, he immediately looks away and his face just explodes into a bright shade of red that the moonlight can t show and he s so embarrassed??? Ur going to think he s a creep?? Why would u want to date him??? Wth???

-          He slowly just starts yelling at himself mentally and all of his doubts are coming back but u just kinda slide ur hand onto his and he ??? nearly screams

-          The two of u just kinda sit there like that for a bit and then connor just sputters out

-          ‘I think I like you’

-          ‘you think?’

-          ‘okay, fuck, no’

-          ‘you don t like me?’

-          ‘no – I do like you’

-          ‘are you sure?’

-          ‘why the fuck wouldn t I like you?’

-          And then he just goes on and  o n about everything he loves about you and he doesn t even realize but he just slowly starts adding comments about how he doesn t get why someone as cute as you would hang out with a fuckwad like him

-          And it just breaks your heart?? Bc here is this tall, tough looking dude just g u s h I n g about everything he loves about you and how much he despises himself and he just wants you to be happy and ???

-          Instead of saying anything, u just gently hold his hand and lean ur head on his shoulder and u guys just stay like that for a while, just in each other’s presence and just making sure that connor knows u are here and that u are there for him

-          Connor is doing his best right now, and that s all u can ask for

anonymous asked:

I love fantasy au's and fantasy in general so if its not too much to ask, can I have one for my birthday which is next week on the 11 of October. You dont have to if you dont want to but I also wanted to give you notice if you do. So can I please have a Kihyun fantasy au on October 11 if its not too much of a hassle, thank you in advance!

i wrote this on time, im proud of myself hehe~
i thought it’d be cute to write my first hanahaki fic with kihyun!!  

  • kihyun doesn’t notice he’s sick until the petals really start piling up
  • for a while, he thought he was seeing things - making up illusions in his head to help get his mind off of everything else
  • but the pain and the petals were real, they scattered from his mouth as if they were falling from their stems 
  • sometimes, he’d stop in the middle of the street and burst into a coughing fit,,,,the light pink petals would dance away in the wind and kihyun would be left watching them with an ache like fire in his chest
  • other times, he’d be alone hunched over the toilet bowl with one hand on his stomach and the other holding back his bangs
  • the petals were making him feel nauseous, stuffing up his throat and itching to get out
  • he hated it, but he knew he couldn’t tell anyone - and even worse, he couldn’t stop it
  • an online search had revealed that someone got the hanahaki disease from an un-requited love 
  • to kihyun, that didn’t make sense, but then he remembered 
  • you were technically changkyun’s friend, staying with him for a while till you settled into the city
  • you and kihyun had met a handful of times, but it had been enough
  • with the shy smile of yours, the way your laugh had sounded like music when he first heard, how you’d looked sitting on changkyun’s couch - arms around your legs and hair falling over your eyes
  • another time, he’d been out on the balcony while changkyun and hyungwon were chatting inside 
  • you had come out too, barefoot and without a sweater over your thin shirt
  • you leaned against the railing and pointed to one of the specs in the sky
  • “i wish it was a star, but it’s probably just a plane.”
  • kihyun turned to look at you, your cheek resting against your hand. you looked,,,,,,beautiful
  • “why?”
  • “you can wish on a star!” your eyes flicked to meet his and you smiled “i could always use a chance for a wish.”
  • changkyun had called your name and you told kihyun to come in soon - it was cold
  • kihyun nodded, said he would. five minutes later - he was coughing like crazy and when he’d taken his hand from his mouth on his palm was one, sole, petal
  • kihyun had never been bad at crushes, to be honest he was good at them. good at charming people, good at getting people to like him back
  • but with you it was something else, he was sure if he was in the same room as you again - the coughing would turn into something worse. vines would come up, spiked roses, kihyun was scared to imagine
  • but there he was, sitting beside you at the movies wonho had invited everyone too 
  • and even though he’d tried to talk his way out of going, something inside of him ached to see you - he was pretty sure it was the flowers
  • the coughing was not too bad, but still there. at some point you leaned over to ask him what was wrong, but kihyun made something up. a cold from work.
  • then, he got up - excusing himself as he coughed and dashed up the isle and out of the theater
  • you turned
     and watched him. passing your popcorn to changkyun, you got up to follow him not noticing the trail of petals in the darkness of the theater
  • kihyun had escaped to the stairs, coughing, the petals kept coming
  • “god, when will this stop?” he asked himself - and the door opened
  • the coughing stopped and kihyun looked up to see you
  • shocked, you were staring down at the scattered petals near kihyun’s feet
  • “w,,,,what happened?”
  • “someone dropped a bouquet.”
  • he lied with a weak smile, you gave a small ‘oh’ and sat beside him
  • kihyun could feel his chest tighten, but a cough didn’t come on
  • “do you ,,,,, not like me?”
  • your voice sounded lower than before when you asked and kihyun gave you a look of bewilderment
  • “what?”
  • “it’s just, you don’t talk much to me. i was wondering if i did something,,,”
  • nervously, you played with the hem of your shirt and refused to look up
  • kihyun continued to stare though, not sure how to just come out and say “i like you so much ive been coughing up flower petals for the past two weeks”
  • he settled for, “no - i like you a lot.”
  • you felt your face warm, he was so straightforward but at the same time you liked him a lot too
  • changkyun had told he was loud, funny, and sarcastic. even a lil annoying at times - but to you, he was charming. sweet. with a face of a god,,,,,,,it was hard not to fall for him
  • “oh,,,,,,well,,,,,im sorry for thinking you didn’t,,,,”
  • you cleared your throat,,,,,trying to not sound excited and anxious
  • but kihyun felt something else, suddenly the tightness in his chest - the tickle of a cough in his throat - it was gone
  • and with that, an idea came to him
  • “do you want to ditch this movie and go on a date?”
  • this time your face blushed cherry red 
  • but you nodded, kihyun outstretched his hand for you to take
  • “let’s go before the others find out we’re leaving.” he adds and you take it with a little laugh
  • “where do yout want to go?”
  • kihyun pauses, but squeezes your hand in his “do you like flowers?”
  • “i love flowers!”
  • kihyun tells you he knows a place, a garden in the city he thinks you might like. you follow him out of the theater, smiling and giggling with him like schoolchildren
  • the flowers in his stomach have turned to butterflies at the sound of your laughter, but kihyun is absolutely fine with that